Superhumans of the Dome City
Chapter 262 - 262 26 On the Train

262: Chapter 26 On the Train 262: Chapter 26 On the Train Giant dragon worshipers sat in front of the desk, scratching their heads as they looked at the notepaper.

“You’ve been wrapped in misfortune all day today, and all of your actions are supposed to have negative effects.

Yet you freed a god trapped in a mirror, and a good deed should be rewarded.

This is…”

“Shall we give him a point and suspend judgment for today?

Do you think that would be acceptable?”

The long-haired man tilted his head as if listening to something and then nodded, “You’re right, let them go one more stop.”

He wrote above the record paper: Zhi Pi Points +1 (Total 1.5), and glanced at the previous event.

“The train will be delayed at Shadow Swinging Town three hours later, with the unrecovered Shiyus gathering there to prepare an ambush.”

He added the latter half to the note: “…but due to the intervention of the Seven Luminaries Divine Sect, the investigators will disembark early at the hidden platform, and the Shiyus will miss crossing paths with their target.”

The giant dragon worshiper put down the pencil and left the desk.

Meanwhile, at the other end of the giant city of Weiyuan, a man in a windbreaker walked out of the main entrance of Weiyuan International Airport.

He hailed a cab, sat in the back seat, and said in authentic Zero Island Language, “To Kamura·Hanaori Hotel.”

The driver was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with his electronic driver’s license displayed on the central control screen.

His full name and face could be seen on the license: Maoli Tuozai.

“Pardon me, are you headed to the one in the Purse District?”

“Yes, here’s a tip,” the passenger handed over a banknote, “Please drive a bit faster.”

In the corner of the banknote was a covertly drawn orange shuriken symbol.

“We’re off then, please fasten your seatbelt.” Maoli pocketed the tip, pulling down his hat.

The taxi headed onto the highway.

The man in the windbreaker opened his briefcase and took out a paper map.

The map was covered in dense pencil lines that made one feel instantly flustered at a glance.

“Do you tell fortunes, driver?”

“If the gentleman is interested, there is a fortune-telling program on the radio,” Maoli replied fluently.

“Turn it on and let’s listen.” The man in the windbreaker meticulously studied the lines on the map, like a spider inspecting its complex web.

“Let’s hear about the day’s fortunes.”

·

Click-clack, click-clack, click-clack, click-clack.

The more than four hundred meters long Daotianji hurtled down the railway, the rhythmic sound of rolling wheels entering the carriage.

The train was passing a field so verdant it was refreshing to the soul, with tall mountains gradually left behind, rice paddies built along the water appearing in the distance, and the clear clouds in the sky reflected in the water.

Gongsun Ce placed his phone by the window, while Qiluo pressed her face close to the screen, both gazing at the passing scenery.

They could find countless more beautiful pictures of fields online, and could experience any part of the world’s landscapes as though they were actually there with virtual reality technology, but it was different after all.

The youth confined to the skies had various ways to seek spiritual comfort but couldn’t fool their own hearts.

The Daotianji was verdant all over, with its carriage interior adopting classic wooden tones, allowing passengers to enjoy the natural scenery of Purple Island even while on board.

Lianyi generously booked the entire first-class carriage and the two investigators who followed, enjoying the privileges of a powerful force, therefore boarded the train with peace of mind, choosing seats by the windows at the farthest corners.

Had Shiyu Lianyi come to this place, he probably would have sat on the seat in meditation, and Gongsun Ce imagined that scene with a slight chuckle.

The little witch had gone to another carriage to buy something, leaving only the two of them in the first-class carriage.

Gongsun Ce, having nothing better to do, pulled out the travel brochure from the seat pocket in front of him and flipped through it.

“In another five stops, we will pass a rather famous sight…”

He was accustomed to talking to himself but didn’t expect Shiyu Ling to join in the conversation.

“Yinben Forest.

Come spring, it turns into an endless sea of cherry blossoms.

The train passes right through the center of the forest, and you can see millions of cherry blossoms falling outside the train, just like rain.

Unfortunately, to protect the environment, there is no station there, and one would have to walk nearly two hours after getting off the train to step into the forest.”

He turned his head to look, Shiyu Ling wasn’t browsing the brochure; instead, she was supporting her cheek with her hand, just like before, gazing at the view outside the window.

“Are the cherry blossoms in season now?”

“Yes.

From the end of March to the beginning of April is the cherry blossom season.

We just caught the tail end of the most beautiful time.”

In the course of their brief conversation, the adventure-seeking Alice reemerged.

Gongsun Ce flipped to another sight casually: “It’s said that Xinzhou City has a famous spring with several different colors of water.”

“That’s just a photo gimmick to lure tourists, the locals give average reviews,” the blue-haired girl thought for a moment and said, “But many have recommended it, so it can’t be too bad.”

These details were not written in the travel brochure, and it didn’t sound like she had visited herself.

The Superpower User closed the brochure and said with eyes closed.

“There was a time when I loved to surf the web for famous tourist spots, looking at photos, reading travelogues, and watching little videos recorded by tourists, as well as the advertisements airing on local television.

I looked up hotel room arrangements and searched for nearby restaurants with rave reviews, just like a tourist preparing for a trip.”

“After everything was ready, I lay on the bed, closed my eyes, and imagined myself taking off in a plane from the City of Skies, heading back to the Empire, Ustus, Morton, Zero Island, or someplace even farther away.

I imagined myself holding a camera, blending in with the tourists and snapping pictures, making a fool of myself because I didn’t understand the local language and getting pointed at by the locals, being cheated at expensive but unsatisfying restaurants, and being disturbed by noise in the hotel.

In the end, after having all that fun, I realized I had no profound memories, just a bunch of unflattering photos on my phone.”

“Imagination is a wonderful thing.

I filled my mind with traveling the world, encountering all kinds of stories, using my invincible superpower to resolve every dispute, meeting local beauties, and then returning to school brimming with pride, ready to show off what I’ve seen and heard…

until I got tired of thinking and opened my eyes.

Seeing the ceiling of my bedroom and my untouched homework, I’d reluctantly go back to my desk, thinking that one day I definitely had to get out of the prison in the sky.”

Gongsun Ce opened his eyes, looking at the wooden grain texture on the top of the carriage.

“I did this for quite a long time, almost a year.

Later, I realized that I wouldn’t be able to leave the City of Skies unless under special circumstances, and that’s when I slowly gave up this hobby.

But occasionally, when I see the information I’ve collected, I feel quite happy—it’s like souvenirs from places I’ve truly visited.”

He said softly, “Don’t laugh, but I’m really quite happy about coming out this time, feeling like I’m going on a trip.”

He stopped talking, and in the carriage, all that could be heard was the clattering of the wheels.

After a long time, a response finally came from the other end opposite him.

“It seems we do have some things in common, after all.”

“That’s right.”

Qiluo in the screen silently looked at him, and Gongsun Ce typed [Don’t take it seriously, I was just joking].

The pink-haired girl replied [Gongsun Ce, that’s too much], but her eyes didn’t believe his lie at all.

Gongsun Ce felt somewhat annoyed, half because of the memories he had revealed too much, and half because of Shiyu Shiqi’s words.

That Shiyu Ling had also been a loving older sister who cared for her siblings in the past, now that he thought about it, it made sense, for Shiyu Lianyi would never have risked her life to save a malicious narcissistic woman.

But how did you end up like this?

How did you turn into this selfish, twisted version of yourself?

“You—”

As if she had anticipated his question, Shiyu Ling said indifferently, “Delving into a woman’s past is not the act of a gentleman.”

“Mr.

Gongsun, I’m just a college student, far from a gentleman.”

“Heh, so you really want to understand me?

Well, sure…” Shiyu Ling provocatively pulled down her collar, revealing her necklace, “Remove this, and maybe big sis will tell you some past stories.”

Gongsun Ce said decisively, “Deal.”

“Too bad you don’t have—huh?”

Outside the screen, Shiyu Ling and Qiluo on the screen both exhibited expressions with a striking resemblance of 90% similarity.

Gongsun Ce picked up his phone: “Qiluo, it’s an emergency situation.

Help her remove the necklace.”

The idol lady shook her head frantically.

“No, no, no, Gongsun Ce, the database has marked her as extremely dangerous—”

“I’ve got a handle on it, just do it now.”

“Ah, ah, if you insist…”

Before the dazed pink-haired girl could give the command, Shiyu Ling pounced like a cheetah from her seat, grabbing the young man’s hand.

“What on earth are you thinking?!”

Gongsun Ce pushed his glasses up, “Miss Shiyu has too much pride to not keep her word.

Go ahead, Qiluo.”

“That’s enough, I won’t tell you my past!” Shiyu Ling’s nails dug into his wrist, “Do you think I’m like your stubborn teammate, Mr.

Gongsun?

Waiting to be moved by your words, to open up to you, to throw myself into your arms?”

Gongsun Ce silently looked at his teammate and couldn’t help saying, “No, why is your imagination running so wild, even throwing yourself into someone’s arms.

Do you think you’re a teenage girl in the throes of love?”

Besides, Mr.

Gongsun, I haven’t dated once in my life.

If I truly wanted to date, I certainly wouldn’t need to connect with a villain like you.

“You—” Shiyu Ling grabbed his neck, “I wouldn’t mind killing you again!”

“You know my personality, I don’t care.” The gray-haired young man averted his gaze, “By the way, Miss Shiyu, you just pulled down your collar; considering how close you are to me, it’s hard for me to act, don’t you think you should consider stepping back a little…”

Shiyu Ling released his neck like lightning.

Just then, the carriage door silently slid open, and Lianyi walked in smiling, carrying a small box.

“I’ve bought some cake rolls!”

Standing from Lianyi’s perspective, one could see the two of them close together in an ambiguous manner, the blue-haired woman’s collar pulled rather low, the gray-haired youth’s gaze adrift as if being forced into a one-sided situation; both their faces were slightly red.

Lianyi silently stepped back.

“It’s not like that!” “You come back!!!”

The shout of the two rang out behind her, and Lianyi turned and ran, “Sorry for interrupting!”